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THE SCENT OF MOTHER'S DAY
Memories are funny things. Mine are mostly based on my senses. My childhood memories of Mother's Day, for instance, is almost completely comprised of fragrances... Of burnt pancakes for breakfast, and a bouquet of roses, Mama's favorite flower. It smelled like paper paste and magic markers on construction paper cards, laden down heavily with glitter. But mostly it smelled like Mama's hugs, Chanel No. 5 and Love That Red lipstick.
I've been a mother for 23 years now. Funny how little the aroma of Mother's Day has changed over the years. Now it smells like burnt pancakes and a bottomless cup of coffee extra sweetened with hazelnut creamer. It smells Elmers glue and gel pens on printing paper cards, or beautiful Hallmarks whose sentimental prose pales in comparison to the individual messages added by the kids. It smells of of silk flowers and dandilions. But mostly it smells like Oompas hugs... like hair spray and hair gel, like toothpaste and soap.
Mother's Day always did, still does, and I hope always will smell like the love between mother and child. And you can't bottle that!
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Oh, you bring me back to the blue bottle of Evening in Paris I used to purchase every year at Woolworth's! My poor mother. Bless her soul and her heart, she didn't wear perfume or lipstick, but she never let on!
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does that mean i have to let my daughter out of the bottle now???? lovely memories, dorn..............
blessings,
regina -
That was really lovely. Good memories.
Traci -
so true! great entry:) have a good week
Deb
5/21/07 11:14 AM
be well,
Dawn
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